Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

Looking at Ran, who was so honest yet secretly determined, Eri Kisaki felt a pang of emotion.

In the past, Xiaolan was easily persuaded; she was obedient and wouldn't hide anything from her parents. But now, on such an important matter, she has her own ideas and insistence.

She grew up a lot in places her parents couldn't see.

Kogoro Mouri sighed, somewhat saddened.

A child's growth is certainly a good thing, but it also means that she is becoming less and less dependent on her parents.

As a parent, he hopes his child can always be carefree and not have to worry about these complicated and dangerous things.

But things in this world don't always go as planned. Their Xiaolan is forced to grow up and take on things she shouldn't have to.

The eaglets are almost ready to leave the nest and forage for food on their own.

The couple stopped discussing the topic, and Eri looked at Kogoro Mouri, who slowly recounted the whole story.

"...In other words, we've gotten involved in Shinichi's affair."

Eri Kisaki frowned, realizing that this was an extremely dangerous situation.

Turning into a child is incredible; if this were revealed, countless people would go crazy for it.

Fortunately, the dark organization only knows that Shinichi Kudo is still alive, and not that he has shrunk.

"Are we just going to wait for danger to occur? Honey, given your relationship with the police, can't you contact them for protection?"

Whenever Inspector Megure receives a report from Kogoro, he will definitely arrange for the police to come and protect him.

"What grounds should I file a police report? And how long can the police provide protection?"

One day, two days, or a week might be manageable, but what about a month, two months, or even longer?

Police officers have a lot to deal with every day. Are they royalty? Do they deserve such close protection?

Ultimately, they have to rely on themselves.

"Xiao Lan, you need to be more careful when you go out in the future. Don't drink water or beverages that are out of your sight. Be wary of everyone who gets close to you. Your wariness of Wakita Kanenori today was very good."

"But be careful not to let unfamiliar people get close, in case you get drugged. You should always carry your self-defense weapons with you..."

"I'll try to get a gun permit from the Metropolitan Police Department, and I'll also reveal some information about that assassin organization to Megure. I'll protect your mother closely..."

Chapter 279 Dad, you look like you're interrogating a criminal!

Seeing Kogoro Mouri become serious and earnest, Eri Kisaki's eyes gleamed with a strange light.

The former top student at the police academy is back.

"Honey, what about your job?"

"Detectives don't need to stay in the office all the time; they can just mail their cases to the mailbox."

Looking at her parents calmly considering solutions and getting along harmoniously, Ran Mouri felt a sense of peace she had never experienced before.

So what if there's danger?

They always find a way to overcome it.

As long as the hearts of the family are together, no problem is a problem.

The couple discussed some more details, and then Kogoro Mouri turned his attention back to his daughter.

"Xiao Lan, this is a very serious matter, so I hope you can tell me honestly."

Seeing her father's unusually serious gaze, Ran Mouri couldn't help but sit up straight.

"Who exactly is Qingze?"

When asked this question, Ran Mouri's pupils dilated instinctively.

Kogoro Mouri, who was staring intently at her, saw through her immediately.

What are you nervous about?

In an instant, Ran Mouri's mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts, and she even had the idea of ​​telling her parents that they would switch bodies.

But this idea only lasted for a moment before being dismissed.

No, even if we're going to be honest, it should be Qingze who comes first.

Qingze didn't want to be exposed, so she couldn't make the decision for him.

"Dad, you're interrogating a criminal..." Ran Mouri stuck out her tongue, trying to get her father to let it go with her cute act.

"Stop joking, I'm talking about serious matters." Kogoro Mouri didn't respond.

If that kid wants to be his son-in-law, he has to pass the identity test first.

"Dad, why are you suddenly asking this?"

Ran Mouri suspected that someone had said something to her father, otherwise why would he suddenly ask about Aozawa under these circumstances?

Thinking back to Amuro who came this morning...

Could it be him?

He was Bourbon of that organization, and he was the most likely to find out if her "relationship" with Koniak were exposed.

So, was it a deliberate reminder to Dad?

"Never mind that, just tell me honestly."

Ran Mouri remained calm and composed under the scrutinizing gazes of her parents.

"Mr. Qingze is just Mr. Qingze, he has no special status."

lie.

Kogoro Mouri squinted at her, puzzled by her nonchalant manner as she spoke.

When did Xiaolan become so confident and shameless when she lied?

Eri Kisaki glanced at Ran, then at her husband, and quietly took a sip of tea.

"It's getting late, Xiaolan, go do your homework."

"Good~"

Hearing her mother speak, Ran Mouri felt as if she had been granted a pardon and quickly went back to her room, closing the door behind her.

"Why did you let her leave?" Kogoro Mouri looked at his wife in confusion.

"Aren't you a detective? If you want to know who Qingze is, just find out yourself. What do you want to hear from Xiaolan?"

"If Xiaolan says he's a good person, would you believe her? But what if Xiaolan says he's a bad person? She doesn't want to answer these kinds of questions, so she can only lie to you. If you keep pressing her, you're just making things difficult for her."

"But as parents, we don't have to just ignore everything, do we?"

"Trust your daughter. She has her own judgment. She's very perceptive. Do you think you can fool just anyone?"

"Our daughter is growing up somewhere we don't know about."

“She’s not a child anymore. What we, as parents, should do is guide her and correct her when necessary, rather than forcefully rejecting her.”

Ran Mouri leaned against the door, her ear pressed against it, listening to her parents' conversation in the living room, a warm feeling flowing through her heart.

She sat down on the bedside, took out her phone and typed to Qingze about what had happened that day.

A transfer student joined our class...

I have officially met Miss Baiyu...

My mom came back to stay today, and she'll probably be staying at home for a long time...

[Dad looks so handsome when he gets serious, but when he asked me what my true identity is, I didn't know how to answer...]

She kept talking, and before Qingze could reply, more messages popped up.

[Mr. Qingze, what are you doing today?]

Qingze, who was applying the medicine, made a phone call to her.

Upon seeing the phone call pop-up, Ran Mouri glanced at the door instinctively and hung up.

Even though the door was closed, the soundproofing in the house wasn't very good, and people could still hear us.

The call was disconnected, and Qingze sent a question mark.

My parents are home, so it's not convenient for them to answer the phone.

Ran Mouri checked the time; it was almost nine o'clock, and she hadn't done her homework yet!

I have to go now, I need to do my homework!

Qingze: "......"

Qingze silently typed a string of ellipses and sent it.

After waiting for a while and seeing that no more messages were coming from the other side, Qingze lowered his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror.

He had many scars on his body, some deep, some shallow, and some large.

In the past, these scars didn't bother him much, and he didn't care about them.

But now, these scars are an eyesore.

Fortunately, it's autumn and winter now. Once summer comes and I wear short sleeves, a hideous, centipede-like scar on my right arm will be visible and exposed in no time.

While there's still time, we should deal with everything that can be dealt with.

And the calluses on my hands.

This doesn't need to be completely cleaned; leaving some of the normal parts is fine.

According to the instructions, the ointment will cause a strong irritation to the skin, producing a pain similar to that caused by sulfuric acid corrosion.

Because it's too painful, even people who need it won't use it, so this scar removal medicine has been gathering dust in the organization's warehouse.

Thinking of something, he sent a message to Bai Yu.

If your body can't handle the medication, I'll get you another one another day.

He himself felt no pain, so he did whatever he wanted.

But Curaçao is different.

He wasn't sure how painful it was; he couldn't feel it at all.

Curaçao was also taking medication; her brows were furrowed, yet she continued to apply the medicine to the scars on her body.

Upon seeing Qingze's message, she took off her gloves while applying the medicine and replied.

It's alright, I can tolerate it.

As a former test subject of the organization, this kind of pain is nothing.

Seeing that she said she could tolerate it, Qingze stopped interfering.

After applying the medicine, he casually checked on the Fukuda family's situation.

The video posted yesterday was taken down, but some news media outlets reposted it, indicating that the Fukuda family clearly has no energy left to do anything more.

The police, in conjunction with the National Police Agency, have issued a statement that all members of the Fukuda family are under surveillance with restricted movement.

After the investigation is completed, they will announce the results to the public and then await a public trial.

The downfall of the Fukuda family is a foregone conclusion.

However, the conditions for the death penalty in Japan are too harsh, and the conditions for executing Fukuda Shin are far from being met.

Furthermore, they can leave prison on medical parole.

After watching for a while, he put the matter aside.

There are many ways to kill Fukuda Nobu.

His role as a pawn disguised as Gin has come in handy, as Gin has been unable to appear in public recently.

Gin is unable to be deployed, Binga is seriously injured, and Bourbon is the mole.

Even if more people are brought in from abroad, none of them are Rum's trusted men, and not all of them are good at intelligence gathering.

Rum is highly likely to play himself.

Once he finds this old man, it will be his death day!